Standing in line the other day at the grocery store, I thought of the expression, minding one’s P’s and Q’s. I changed it to “Minding one’s “P’s in queues” as I waited.
The original expression was from olden days when patrons in taverns were told to mind the pints and quarts they consumed.I possess a propensity for picking the pokiest line wherever I go. I admit there are far greater problems in the world than this but this can also be a vexing one.
To pass the time, I thought of words that begin with P and Q. The first P that came to mind now was Patience. That is a prerequisite. Then came Pleasant. No sense in being upset. Won’t help. Perseverance – Remain in the queue you have picked. Quitting your original queue may result in a longer wait. Perhaps it only seems like the checkout clerks at the grocery store change shifts when I am in their queue. Or that there will be a computer glitch. The baggers do not go to another station just because I’m in their line, do they?
In order to remain calm, I perused the labels on items in my cart. That led me to think of all the words that begin with the letter P and Q. Perspicacious. That led to Perceptive. Need that in finding the shortest and quickest queue. Next I thought of words beginning with “Q.” Quiet. Don’t grumble about the wait.
Quagmire. A difficult or precarious (there’s another “P.) situation from which it is difficult to escape,
Quantum. Should I take a quantum leap to another queue?
Qualm – A sudden feeling of sickness. Dare I pretend I am ready to faint and thus move to the head of the queue?
Question. I just asked myself a couple.
Quincy. Old joke. A man tells a friend, “My wife just had Quincy . Friend asks. “How many kids does that make now?”
“Quick,” I hear someone say, “They’re preparing to open another register.”
Don’t quote me on this but I have a premonition that this is a precursor of what lies ahead. It’s all part of a greater plan to prepare us for that long, last queue in the sky to enter the Pearly Gates.
In parting, permit me to say: Peace.